Friends of River Ezava-Forezava

 In Nairobi's heart, they gathered, so grand, For the African Climate Summit, in this uncanny land. Leaders and dignitaries, from all around they came, To discuss climate change, and stake their claim to fame. But oh, what a circus, what a comedy show, As some leaders skipped out, like a disappearing glow. South African and Ugandan, they were nowhere to be seen, Leaving the summit's unity, a little less pristine. As a would-be delegate, I had plans so grand, But accreditation vanished, like footprints in the sand. Confusion reigned within, in the organizing fold, And I watched from afar, as the story slowly told. The irony, my friend, it's a bitter pill to swallow, As 25,000 flocked in, like there's no tomorrow. Flights and hotels, and cattle meat galore, All contributing to a climate crisis we abhor. They spoke of change, of policies and might, But actions spoke louder, in this Nairobi night. If they truly care, as their speeches implore, Why not meet online, and save ...

In a decisive move aimed at safeguarding the environment and upholding the law, the goverment has taken the commendable step of suspending artisanal mining activities. This action comes in the wake of the arrest and subsequent charging of foreign individuals involved in illegal mining within the 'mkichutu'. While this decision might initially evoke discomfort among the local populace due to the potential loss of livelihoods, it is crucial to recognize the broader benefits it brings to the community. The suspension of artisanal mining activities is a clear indication of the government's commitment to environmental preservation and sustainable development. Artisanal mining, often conducted without adherence to ecological regulations, can lead to soil erosion, deforestation, and water pollution, thereby endangering the delicate balance of local ecosystems. By halting such activities, the government has taken a significant stride towards protecting its natural resources for fu...

Oh, hear the mighty government's decree, In half-baked wisdom, they claim to set us free. Their grand plans for climate, a facade so bright, But truth be told, it's darkness they invite. "We'll save the world," they proudly declare, Yet local voices silenced, they don't care. Commercial entities and greed's embrace, Lead the way, while communities they efface. With self-interests prevailing, the tale is clear, Personal gain trumps the environment dear. Local initiatives, now doomed to wane, As hope dwindles, and dreams of change remain. Why involve the grassroots, they pondered late, When corporations dance with gilded fate? Their pockets filled, while earth's cries unheard, Leaving the masses disheartened, absurd! But let us not falter, united we stand, Against the folly, we raise our hand. For in unity, our power will grow, To mend our world, together we'll sow. So mock them we shall, their hollow claims, As we strive to break free from their cha...

 As we sit here, nostalgia washes over us, taking us back to the good old days when life was simpler and nature held endless wonders. The River Ezava, a sparkling gem amidst the green vegetation, was our playground. We called it "Duff Mpararo," where we swam days on end, leaving our skins pale. From Left to Right: Sheila, Brian, Metrine & George of  Progressive Youth Group  watch on as a kid jumps into the river for a swim. The flowing water over rocks and under tree branches fascinated us, as did the wild fruits and berries in the thickets nearby. Those days were filled with laughter and joy, our hearts connected to the land and the river. But time took its toll. Unregulated mining turned our paradise into wastelands, leaving the river's waters tainted. My heart aches for the beauty we once enjoyed. Yet, hope remains. Together, we strive to protect our beloved River Ezava, organizing clean-ups, planting trees, and raising awareness. Though it may never be the same, o...

The guava tree (Psidium guajava) is a symbol of biodiversity and cultural significance in the region along the River Ezava. Once covering vast expanses of riparian land, these trees provided not only a thriving ecosystem but also sustained the livelihoods of local communities. Unfortunately, the allure of mining activities and the misguided introduction of unsuitable tree species like Eucalyptus have led to the rapid decline of guavas, threatening the delicate ecological balance of the area. Photo Credits: Vincent Kibet Guava trees, with their lush green leaves and fragrant fruits, were an integral part of the natural landscape along River Ezava for generations. These indigenous trees played a crucial role in preserving the riverbanks, acting as natural buffers against erosion and flooding. Furthermore, they provided a haven for a diverse array of flora and fauna, supporting biodiversity within the region. Beyond their ecological significance, guavas held a special place in the hearts ...

As the world grapples with the pressing reality of climate change, Kenya, like many other nations, has set ambitious targets to combat the environmental crisis. Among these targets is the goal to plant 15 billion trees within the next decade. However, the recent actions of the Kenyan government have raised serious concerns among the youth and environmental activists. The deliberate disregard for actively engaging local communities in tree planting efforts has sparked outrage, leaving many of us questioning the government's commitment to a sustainable future. Recently, the Cabinet Secretary in charge of Environment, Hon Soipan Tuya, made a statement that the government failed to plant enough trees due to a lack of seedlings. While this may seem like a minor issue, it represents a much larger problem – the government's reluctance to work hand-in-hand with local communities, organized groups, and community-based organizations. The power of collaboration cannot be underestimated, ...

 In halls of power, they gather and grin, African leaders, masters of spin, Promises flow like a river's course, But truth be told, it's all a mere photo-pose. "Climate change!" they cry, with feigned despair, While clutching their seats with utmost care, Speeches rehearsed, as if on cue, But real deeds undone, that much is true. They jet-set to summits, plush and grand, While the continent's plight slips through their hand, In air-conditioned rooms, they debate and stall, As outside, the earth's death knells call. The land once lush, now scorched and dry, As forests burn and rivers run dry, Yet politicians dance and pretend, Their eyes on power, their hearts won't mend. Floods ravage homes, fields, and dreams, Yet their actions fall apart at the seams, They promise aid, but it's never enough, Leaving communities in the rough. Oh, the irony of it all, As they watch the continent's downfall, Their duplicity, a bitter pill, As Africa's fate they ...